Agent Prince struggles to keep up!

Agent Prince follows the Wonder Woman impostor as she sneaks around to the back door of the warehouse. The door is slightly ajar, the handle and latch showing some crude damage. No doubt kids and troublemakers and homeless people have let themselves in, in the months since the warehouse was abandoned.

The costumed woman stops and listens and peeks through the crack in the door. Diana is right behind her, and finds herself staring at the statuesque woman's exposed back and shoulders and biceps. Not extremely buff like one of those female bodybuilders, but firmly toned and strong and athletic.

'My,' Diana thinks to herself, shaking her head, 'what a physique. If this woman were a REAL Amazon, well... she might be tough competition.'

To be sure, throughout her many years as the real Wonder Woman, she has occasionally found herself next to some well-built mortal female, perhaps taller or more buxom or prettier or whatever, and it's a bit embarrassing. Of course it makes no difference; with the Herculean strength and other powers conferred upon her and her alone, she needn't worry about competition from these ordinary women. Still, this bitch straining the seams of that Wonder Woman costume... well, Diana just doesn't like it.

The tall Wonder Woman impostor starts to open the warehouse door. It swings open a couple of inches, then stops. Something's keeping it from opening. Perhaps the people using the warehouse now have put a chain on it because of the damaged latch.

The impostor grabs the door with one hand, and puts her other hand on the doorframe. Diana watches from behind, impressed as the woman's shoulders tense and biceps bulge. 'Wow,' she thinks to herself, self-conscious about her own slender arms. Suddenly there's a snapping sound, and the door opens! Diana is confused. What, was it just a coat hanger or some baling wire holding the door?

The costumed woman carefully steps inside and looks from side to side. Without even looking back, she gestures for Diana to follow her. The experienced agent doesn't like being bossed around like this, but she reluctantly follows. As she passes through the doorway, she sees that it was in fact a chain holding the door! She's really confused. Of course it's a lightweight chain. Maybe it was already damaged, and had a weak link. Probably happened with all the ne'er-do-wells trying to break in.

She looks back up... and the Wonder Woman impostor is staring at her impatiently! She steps right up to Diana and puts her hands on her hips. "You need to pay attention," she hisses quietly. "Now we need to move. Got it?"

The woman is just a few inches away. Diana is taken aback as she looks surprisedly up into the woman's piercing eyes. The impostor is a couple of inches taller than Diana.

"Um, okay," Diana whispers, submissively.

The woman points at a spot about halfway across the warehouse, next to some pallets and a raised office area, indicating that that's where they need to go.

Diana nods obediently, then glances quickly back one more time at the broken chain, but just for a second. She immediately looks forward again... and is shocked! The woman is already at the spot! Halfway across the warehouse! 'Goodness,' Diana thinks to herself, confused again, 'how...? Well, with a body like hers, she probably did track & field in school. Still, that must have been quite a sprint.'

She hastens to make her way across the open area of the warehouse, lest the bitch scold her again. With her snug-fitting skirt and her formal office shoes, Diana takes considerably more time crossing the open area of the warehouse, making a slight click-clack sound as she goes.

Finally arriving at the big woman's side, Diana looks up at her, much like a child looking to a grown-up for approval. The woman looks dismissively at Diana, then impatiently down at her clunky office shoes. She shakes her head slightly, then sternly gives Diana the "shush" sign with her finger at her lips.

Poor Diana is inwardly furious. Under normal circumstances on a job like this, she would have already spun and turned into Wonder Woman, and would have no trouble sprinting around and using her strength and skills to make her way through a simple abandoned warehouse. But she's not sure she wants to turn into Wonder Woman right now. First, she doesn't think she should give away her secret identity to this strange woman, whoever she is. And second, well... she's embarrassed. She doesn't really relish the idea of having her soft, lily-white body half-exposed in her Wonder Woman costume, standing next to this big, better-built bitch in a Wonder Woman costume.

So Diana compliantly nods her head, as if to promise she'll be quieter.

The woman looks around in a cursory fashion, sizing things up even though she seems to know what to do. Quickly she points up to a landing outside the raised office, little more than a trailer on stilts inside the warehouse. She gestures to Diana that she should go off to the left and go up the steel stairway to the office. Then she makes a gesture indicating that she herself will get up there another way.

Diana is confused again. She sees the metal stairway, but she doesn't see how the other woman is going to get up there. She doesn't see another stairway or ladder or anything.

The woman impatiently gestures as if to say, just go! Diana obediently walks toward the stairs, but seething with impatience and curiosity. She wants to know what's going on, and she doesn't like being ordered around. When she gets to the bottom of the metal stairs, she looks around before taking the first step... and is shocked at what she sees!

As Diana watches in disbelief, the Wonder Woman "impostor" jumps twenty feet up into the air, landing agilely on a horizontal I-beam! Diana's jaw drops! She puts a hand to her chest and gasps! The woman had effortlessly jumped up there as if... as if....

The strangely heroic woman stands tall on the cross-beam and looks down at the office, her eyes squinting to see through the blinds. For just a moment, our startled agent marvels at how fantastic the woman looks, her muscular tone set off by the light angling in from the skylights, her shoulders back, her firm chest almost busting out of the gleaming red and gold bustier!

But Diana quickly shakes her head, bringing herself back to the reality that there's something going on here. Not good. Somehow, through some trickery, or, well, somehow, this woman apparently has some unusual powers. Some... super powers! Diana looks toward the door, with the broken chain. She remembers the woman's apparent sprint across the warehouse. And now this....

The woman then aims herself at the upper landing of the stairs, at the door to the raised office. She effortlessly leaps about thirty feet through the air, landing quietly near the office door -- quite gracefully, for such a big, muscular woman.

Now Diana has staggered back a couple steps and her back is against the side of a cargo container. Her jaw is almost down to her chest as she stares incredulously at this woman who, apparently, is not just an ordinary woman.

"Oh, dear Hera," Diana mutters aloud, "this is not good."

The stunning woman turns and looks down imperiously at poor Diana. She glares angrily at the startled crimefighter, and gestures impatiently, indicating that Diana should get her ass up the stairs.

Diana doesn't know what to do. Is this woman somehow an ally? Or is this a trap? Should she play along, and accompany this, this... this woman, and just pretend to be no more than Agent Diana Prince? Or should she bite the bullet and turn herself into the real Wonder Woman, and deal with not only the embarrassment but also the danger that the real Wonder Woman might just have trouble in a struggle with this powerful-looking stranger.

Diana then looks over at the back door again, where they'd come in. She wonders if she could run back to her car....